Brent Webley.
Giselle felt her blood chill and heat up at the same time. It was a strange feeling, causing goosebumps to pop up all over her skin. Especially as she saw the moonlight reflect off the wide silver knife he pulled out of his jacket.
"Drop the phone, Giselle," Brent said in the most casual tone ever. Like he was asking to borrow a textbook or for directions. "I don't want to hurt you but I can, Giselle."
Giselle looked down at the screen of the phone and with her heart beating fast, made a quickfire decision. She made a show of ending the call and placing the phone into her pocket.
Breathing deeply, she lifted her head and locked eyes with Brent. She saw him, took in the sight of him but her mind was not processing the scene in front of her. Her mind was on Jaden. He was
